Polarity, The Polarized Hero

“Speech” Thoughts

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Izuku hummed along as he sat on the dorm sofa, sketching out his classmates faces. They were currently watching an old, prequirk zombie movie called World War Z. It honestly wasn’t Izuku’s type of movie, for starters it was a scary movie and he already had enough night terrors to work out, he didn’t need this additional garbage, and because it wasn’t morbid enough. If it was a zombie movie all the main characters should die, instead of putting a bunch of red shirts in the area just so they could die and save the main characters.

But regardless, he was currently curled up besides Ochaco as he finished up the final sketch of his classmate, Hagakure, and the movie finished as well.

Great timing, Deku thought. He had been watching the movie from the corner of their eyes because, unlike his cowardly counterpart, he loved scary movies and would watch them whenever he had control and it was movie night. Izuku was still restricted to not walking around so he relied on his girlfriend to make him weightless so he could Push his way to his room. As long as he didn’t start too fast or stop too fast it was fine, which was good because he was still able to go on his nightly jam session on the roof. 

“Who’s that?” Ochaco asked, pointing to the drawing of Hagakure on his sketchbook. “I recognize everyone else but who’s that?”

Izuku flashed her a confused glance. “Hagakure, who else?”

Apparently everyone had been curious as to his conversation because they immediately all screamed- “WHAAAT!??!”

The greenette tilted his head in confusion, looking at his classmates. “You guys can’t see her?”

“No! She’s invisible!” Mina cried out, throwing her hands in the air. “Now give me the book, I need to see what my best friend looks like!”

Everyone crowded around the pink girl as she looked at the invisible girl’s upper body portrait. The person that was drawn had big, almond shaped eyes and high, pronounced cheekbones. Her hair was fluttering in the wind and went all the way down to the middle of her back. Her unblemished skin and perfect nose shocked everyone, not expecting their invisible friend to look exactly like a model.

“Y-you’re so pretty,” Jiro stammered out, slightly jealous of the girl.

Meanwhile Hagakure was crying into Izuku’s lap clinging to his shirt as she hugged him. “You have no idea what this means to me!!” She cried out, hugging him harder. “N-no one has been able to see me since I was four years old!”

The Push and Pull quirk user patted her head, smiling. “Of course, if you tell me the color of your eyes and hair, I can color it in and give it to you.”

“You would do that for me??” Hagakure asked, looking up at him with tear stained eyes.

“Of course!!” Izuku said, patting her on the shoulder and giving her a hug.”Anything for my friends.”

“Thank you! I have blue eyes and red hair, not that I’ve ever seen it but that’s what it was eleven years ago.” 

“Wait, you never told us how you can see Hagakure,” Yoamomo said, glancing at him. 

“Oh! Do you know how I can Push on things?” After a round of nods from everyone present, he continued. “I usually have a little bubble of a few meters where I push softly on everything around me. It lets me ‘see’ everything in that radius.”

“Haven’t any of you fuckers ever noticed he seems to see you behind his back? Or just know where everyone is at all times? Or how he knew where all the fucking villains were?” Kacchan said, walking up to his room after coming back from a run.

“Wait…” Yaomomo said, “I noticed that some of the villains seemed sloppy at the USJ, was that you?”

The greenette gave them a bashful smile, “Y-yeah it was… We kinda pushed our quirk to the limit and had the entire USJ in a ‘seeing’ bubble. While I was busy attacking Shigaraki, Deku was Pushing and Pulling on their limbs to throw them off. Except for you Kaachan, we just kind of left you alone.”

“Fuck yeah you did.” He smirked, glancing at the shocked faces of class 1A. “Y’all are fucking surprised that he could do that? Izuku’s brain is so fucking big he understand the pokemon fucking card game.”

“That’s hella smart,” Kaminari said, grinning. “Take it from me, a Pikachu.”

“Nah, you a fucking Pichu,” Deku said, grinning madly, “You hurt yourself with your own fucking attack Pichu. Fix that and you might evolve.”

“Harsh man, harsh,” Kaminari said, shaking his head. 

“Speaking of Pokemon,” began Kirishima.

“Speaking of Pokemon,” Ashido said, grinning.

“They battle at Pokemon gyms”

“They sure do”

“And there are all kinds of gym leaders”

“And now we are going to fight the gym leader of Eterna city”

“If we are gonna fight Gardenia then we better be on our Guard, huh?”

Everyone just stared at the duo incredulously. After a few seconds Jiro began laughing, rolling on the floor and clutching her stomach. “D-did you seriously memorize that? How long have you been waiting to do that??” This thought caused everyone else to start laughing, though Izuku stopped quickly because laughing hurt. That's what he gets for destroying all of his internal organs.

“I am severely disappointed in the two of you.” Iida said, shaking his head. “How could you waste your time on such frivolous activities when you are already failing your studies!! It has barely been the second week of school and you both have near failing grades!!!”

“Ouch, major call out,” Hagakure laughed, loving the depressed looks on their faces.

“Not fair! Not all of us can be perfect like Midoriya is!!” Ashido complained, pointing an accusing finger at said greenette.

Pointing a finger at himself he cocked his head, “Perfect? Me? No.”

Fuck yeah we are perfect, don’t ever doubt it!! Deku thought, grinning madly.

“While perfect might seem far fetched, it is still a very good assessment.” Yaoyorozu commented, smiling. “You have the best grades in the class, best split second analysis skills, as well as the most control of your quirk then almost anyone in the entire school.”

“N-no I don't!” Izuku squeaked out, obviously embarrassed. “K-Kacchan has amazing control as well, if he didn’t he would blow people’s heads off easily. A-and he’s smart!!”

“When did this turn into a praise Bakugo fest? This is about how amazing you are Izuku!” Ochaco called, smiling.

“And you seem to be the best at dealing with…” The words never finished leaving Sero’s mouth before a thick layer of silence fell over them. It was common knowledge that everyone in Class 1A had nightmares, and when people woke up in the middle of night and met in the common room, they would sit in companionable silence until both felt ready to sleep again. The class had grown paranoid as well, checking over their shoulders and constantly feeling like villains could attack while they were relaxing.

“I-I wouldn’t say that…” Izuku whispered, laughing dryly. “I haven’t actually got more then an hour of sleep a day for the past year or so? I already have nightmares and I just go to the roof and chill all night.”

Silence fell over the group once again. No one had expected the happy cinnamon roll (half of the time anyway) to not get any sleep nor have nightmares every night. Sero instantly regretted saying what he did, and he looked at the ground guiltily.

“Don’t feel bad Sero! You didn’t know, I think only Ocha-chan, Kacchan, and Jiro know.”

“I am aware that you also have a darkness lurking in your mind, I myself suffer from the demons that plague the infinite abyss of sleep.” Tokoyami cryptically added, nodding his head solemnly.

“Why didn’t you tell any of us? Kero.” Tsu asked, putting her finger to her chin.

“I didn’t think it was important? I mean, I’ve had them for a while now and just kind of gotten used to it…” Izuka commented, wringing his hands under the concerned gazes of the rest of the class.

“If you ever need some comfort food, I’ll be there to cook for you.” Sato promised, placing a reassuring hand on the boys arm.

“Thanks everyone.”

“Wait, how do you live??” Kaminari asked, suddenly realizing what was implied in the statement. “You get less sleep a month then I do a week!!”

Shyly, Izuku rubbed the back of his head and looked at the floor. “W-well I nap sometimes, and I drink a bit of coffee.”

“A bit?” Katsuki asked, cocking his head at the utter BS he was hearing. “I have seen you walk to the kitchen, cook an entire pot of coffee and drain it in a minute, saying ‘bottoms up.’”

“K-Kacchan!! You promised you wouldn’t tell anyone!!” Izuku cried out, horrified at the admission.

“I guess that explains why you smile like you do.” Ochaco said, leaning closer to him.

“I-I smell?” the greenette asked, looking down at his girlfriend.

“In a good way!! Like coffee beans just crushed a freshly mowed lawn. It is amazing. Your hair smells like a rainy day.” Ochaco mumbled, clutching her boyfriend as a yawn left her mouth.

“Th-that's because of my shampoo… and I don’t know about the lawn…” Izuku looked down thoughtfully until she felt a few faces get shoved into his hair, making him squeak in surprise. “Wh-why did you do that!!”

“Oh my goooosh~” Mina cooed, beckoning for the other girls as she and Hagakure leaned in again. “He does smell like a rainy day!!”

The zero gravity girl shot up, suddenly wide awake and glared at the two girls. “I’ll kick your ass if you try and take my Zuku!!”

“Zuku?? Pet names already!!” Hagakure cried, discreetly taking another whiff of the boy.

“And haven’t I heard Midoriya call Ochaco lighthouse?” Mina asked, poking the now red faced brunette in the cheek. “Why is that?”

“B-because he said I will always guide him back to home…” Both of the teens were red with embarrassment, looking away from each other.

“That’s so manly!! I didn’t know you were such a sap Mido-bro,” Kirishima called, crying a fake manly tear.

“Oh shut up bitch, we both know that you want to ask Mina out so just get over your balls and do it pussy.” Deku called out with a smirk, before Izuku wrestled control back and slammed a hand over his mouth.

“Ohmygosh I didn’t- Deku was- Um…” His voice failed him and he turned redder than before, almost matching Kirishima’s own redness.

“I-is that true Ei?” Mina asked, her pink skin turning a shade pinker. “Because, hypothetically speaking of course, if you did ask. Hypothetically, I would say yes to a date. Hypothetically of course.”

“Oh my gosh you two just kiss and get this over with!!” Hagakure cried, waving her hands with a smile (That only Izuku could see.)

“Wh-what!?” Kirishima cried out, covering his face with his hand, running out of the room quickly.

“Getcho dog!!” Kaminari screamed, ever the memester. Mina didn’t respond besides running after the shark toothed boy.

“He don’t bite,” Izuku mumbled, going back to drawing.

“Yes he do!!” The electric boy shrieked, earning a laugh out of everyone present.

“Is anyone going to acknowledge that Midoriya is a memester?” Ojiro asked, scratching the back of his head. “Or is it just me?”

“You guys didn’t know? He would always spam my phones with memes at three in the morning.” Ochaco said, smiling. “He still does sometimes.”

“The little shit used to quote them all the damn time. It was fucking stupid.”

“Thanks for your input JEFF.” Izuku said the exact same time as Kaminari. The greenette blushed while the electric blonde laughed.

“Guys… why are you all getting girlfriends when I’m stuck single!!” Mineta screamed, clawing forward to Izuku. He had been lurking in the corner the entire conversation but the class had already gotten extremely skilled at ignoring him while also always knowing where he is. “I’m the boy who wants to touch women the most!! C’mon Midoriya let me to-”

The purple haired idiot didn’t get to finish as a hand was placed calmly on his shoulder, and he felt a murderous aura from before him.

“What did you want to do? Touch what?” Izuku said, smiling tightly. His eyes screamed bloody murder while his lips said they will never find the body. “I can promise you one thing, Mineta,” The injured teen pulled the pervert close to him and whispered into the boy's ear so only he could hear. “If I ever hear a complaint about how you are touching any girl in this school, or that they are uncomfortable, I will yeet you into the sun.”

Louder, he pushed the short kid away from him and grinned, “Is that clear Mineta?”

“C-crystal…” Mineta said, quivering in fright. He scrambled out of the area and fled to his room, hiding from the demon that just threatened to kill him with a smile on his face.

A silence hung over the air, class 1A glancing at each other in surprise and a hint of fear. “Well I think we can all agree to never let Midoriya be a villain.” Sero said, smiling nervously.

“That would be quite scary, kero.” Tsu added, tongue sticking out of her mouth.

“Guuuuys~!!” Izuku complained, puffing out his cheeks as Ochaco began braiding cornrows into his hair.

“Nah, its true Zuku. You are fucking terrifying sometimes. I swear, if you weren’t such a good fucking person you could murder fucking Endeavor in a second.”

“I might anyway…” muttered Izuku, eyes flickering to Todoroki. From what the green haired boy had observed, the man was most likely abused by the number two hero.

“Wow, morbid.” Sato commented, getting up to cook. It was currently the young baker’s turn and they were all excited to try his food. The only people not in the rotation are Izuku, Katsuki’s curry (he can cook just not curry), and Mineta. No one trusted Mineta with anything. It was almost comedic how much the class hated him, until they remember him practically groping Yaoyorozu during the battle simulation yesterday.

“Saaatooooo!!” Kaminari yelled, smiling. “My best man! Whatcha cookin?”

“Food, now sit back down Kaminari,” Sato replied, rolling his eyes.

“Wanna play some games before dinner?” Jiro asked, taking out Super Smash Bros Ultimate. “I have my switch and a few extra join-cons?”

“Hell yeah!!” Kaminari shrieked, instantly distracted.

“Kaminari! You should watch your language, it is unbecoming of a hero student to say such crass things!!” Iida yelled, chopping his arm through the air violently.

How is his elbow still working? Deku asked incredulously. Izuku stifled a laugh and accepted a controller from the purple haired teen.

“What about Bakugo??” The yellow haired kid complained, getting his own controller.

“What about me you fucker!!!”

“See??”

“He is a lost cause, I just hope not to corrupt the rest of the class with his foul mouth.” Iida finished, looking at the floor in despair.

“Don’t be so sad,” Izuku said, patting him on the back. “I know the difficulty, Deku cusses all the time and I’m trying to get him to stop. It’ll help, just slowly.”

“I’m glad that I always have you to rely on, Midoriya. You are too pure for this world.” Iida said, wiping a most likely fake tear from his cheek.

Those words came back to bite Iida in the ass that day, because that day he saw Izuku playing games. 

“Take that you fucking bitch!!” Izuku screamed, jerking his hands back and forth vigorously. “Can’t take a fucking hit you little yellow electirc shooting midge moust piece of shit!!!”

“C-calm down Izuku,” Kamanari said, backing up. He just got killed in one combo by the green haired boy.

“You telling me to fucking calm down?? I’ll fucking pound you so hard you won’t have the chance to tell me what to fucking do!!” 

“Kinky,” muttered Ochaco, blushing slightly.

Instantly realizing what he just said the greenette lost all color in his face, and looked down at his girlfriend, horrified. The remaining two people in the game, Jiro and Shoji took this chance to knock Izuku off the stage, leaving him with two out of three stocks.

“Fuck!! You little cheating bitch ass-” Izuku continued on his cursing rant for the rest of the game, about ten seconds. He was using Pichu.

“Jesus Christ Izuku you broke Iida,” Sero said, staring at the stiff blue haired teen who appeared to have lost his soul.

“Are you sure that wasn’t Deku?” Tsu asked, ever the blunt one.

Nah bitch, I wouldn’t touch that Izuku with a one hundred foot pole, Deku thought, shuddering.

“No, this is one hundred percent Izuku, and I swear he will fucking bite of your ear if you cross him.” Katsuki said, rubbing at his ear where there was a suspiciously round scar on the right ear.

“Kacchan~” he complained, handing his remote to someone else. “That’s not fair! It was an accident and I thought it was a dumpling!”

“Sure, Izuku, sure.” Katsuki muttered, shaking his head. The rest of the night was spent with laughs, Izuku being restricted from game for the moment, and their laughter echoing through the large room.